So I’ve survived Christmas just about, it’s certainly had its moments. Having a toddler again after such a long time has brought back the element of magic into the season. The excitement of Santa isn’t the same for stroppy teenager and young adults as it is for a three year old. It’s been wonderful for me to allow the joy to be central again. I’m not saying my three girls don’t bring me joy but not one of them would put a mince pie out for Santa or a carrot for Rudolph, I mean how rude.
Christmas hasn’t been the same since Livvy passed I cannot try and pretend it is but this years was special in its own new kind of way. Daniel does in no way replace Livvy but his new dimension is certainly one of innocence which until now looking back I didn’t realise how much I missed. Whilst Livvy often found Christmas overwhelming her excitement and giggles certainly did bring upliftment.
In fact her inability to handle the stresses of the season made us all slow down and work out what was actually needed to celebrate. Not held down by the unrealistic expectations.
Christmas should be a time of celebration of togetherness. The gifts we share aren’t about the cost involved but the fact that we love one another.
For me personally it’s a celebration of the birth of hope. I celebrate the promise that one day my heart will be whole again.
So I’m hoping you have all had a wonderful celebration. I hope Santa has brought you all what you wished but most of all I’m hoping the season has brought your memories to cherish.
The greatest gifts ever xx